35 mm film photos, text

You awake at a given moment. A moment without numbers. The moment breaths, expands, enlarges, becoming as large as the abyss of the ocean, sand and dunes that surround you.You lay and observe. This is the sacred moment built by you, the sand and the ocean alone. This is the moment that is yesterday and tomorrow, and it will be the same the day after tomorrow and the day before yesterday. You lay with a grin on your face; you, the only subject of this joke, aware of it, unburdened by it.

35 mm film photo, text

Πολλές αγάπες γνώρισα,
αγάπησα και χώρισα

we are here to tell the story
of the foggy
thin line

which tightens, to widen,
which thinks for itself
and knows the most

to float in the point zero with it
is the moment of immortality
—but that pain has to be overlived

Πολλές αγάπες γνώρισα


35 mm film photo, text, silkscreen on textile

There exists a tower of time that emits the present and is responsible for our perception of time in the shape of present, future and past. It is located amidst a corn field and to people who can even perceive it, it looks like a plain electrical tower. It is his current form. It actually contains his physical form simply for fun and as a joke, because in reality it is not as necessary. If it wishes, it can go down into the ground and through it emit its signals of presence. Some believe that the tower is actually a work of Veles, the old Slavic god of magic that lives in the underground where he guards the souls of the dead. Death would not be possible without time, and Veles is known for his mischiefs. In any case, the tower has not always been in its current form and it is not known when it actually came to be at the given place. All we know is that it is located amidst a corn field.